When The Cherry Blossoms Fall

During my first trip to Japan, many Springs ago, the delicate pink petals of the Cherry Blossoms were already floating on the breeze, and the gardens that collected them seemed a place where people came to reflect and reminisce. I wanted to take this as an image of the enduring power of memories in this life. They are all unique. If we wish, they can be re-visited by fixing our minds on an image which evokes that one precious, often transfixing moment. I would love to hear yours.

Reviews

So pretty and very soothing

Oh my! Your music has soothed my head . It helped me to see the moments this morning whilst playing .. the spider outside my bedroom window in my tree in full blossom .. the rain drops clinging to the bottom of the Verandah railing . Namaste 🙏

🙏🙏🙏🙏Thank you 🙏